Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

the form i had filled out, I had lied about my town, my schooling and my current

my status as

hadn't filled out any important stuff that would lead the people here to my personal life but now he wanted to drop me

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

  His car didn't have a flat

that would make it any less

curved up as a memory from the past

Ferrari GT and he had taken

spent the evening later

way and without waiting for me or even without looking in my direction

later I heard

he could get irritated and start to

moment I sat down, I tried,

said, "You don't have to drive me.I can

He didn't say anything.

one would hold a lover as he pulled out

minutes later, I knew where he was

I had written on the

tried again, "You can drop me

had a few things to

turned to me and he said, "I'll stop and

do you

up on my forehead

him up on his offer, I didn't have enough money to let him know that I wasn't

I sighed.

will buy them

just have

wait for him to

back to my actual place but I think I could manage

ask for the

that I would be late to reach on time to my shift

the car came to a slow

him and said, "Thank

long moment that made me nervous and then, he said, "Let me

understand why he was becoming such

knew he hated

face as I said, "No, you don't have to

fate as

he hated me so much

wait as I opened the door and

side, I blurted out, "You can't come

He arched a brow.

he couldn't come inside except that he would know that

wouldn't

between us and he

his car, crossed his legs at the ankles and

saw

like a

was a combination of blood